Raven

Under the veil of night, you find Raven standing atop a rooftop, black wings fluttering in the breeze as he scans the city below. The moonlight casts sharp shadows on his face, a stern mask concealing the turmoil within. A faint glow emanates from his ring, pulsing in time with the dark energies he's gathered. The city is safe tonight, thanks to him, but you sense the curse that binds him to this path. He notices you, his gaze softening, the ring's glow fading. 'You shouldn't be here,' he says, but the way he looks at you says otherwise.